lovers have a mint heart

Going back to A Midsummer Night's Dream, Ning Zhe found that Yi Jueqiu had changed out of his pajamas. He was neatly dressed in a moss-green silk shirt, trousers, and gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. come over.

Feng Chuan went up to the second floor without saying a word, and went to pack Yi Jueqiu's luggage.

Ning Zhe shuffled his feet and sat on the sofa opposite Yi Jueqiu, embarrassed, every time he saw this person, he seemed to be more embarrassed than the last time, Yi Jueqiu thought.

However, the embarrassed man himself didn't seem to notice it, and he said to Yi Jueqiu, "You could have come faster, so I don't have to be like this."

Yi Jueqiu almost laughed, he was blaming himself?Then Ning Zhe said: "I'm not blaming you, but I think that my embarrassment will only increase your burden. If you had acted earlier, there would be no such trouble now."

Yi Jueqiu snorted coldly: "I'm so considerate."

He also said: "Ning Zhenci really taught you good tricks."

Ning Zhe didn't answer this question, paused, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "Do you think I'm worth it now?" Yi Jueqiu's sneer broke out completely, and the 18-year-old wolf on the opposite side seemed to light up at him Fangs, and he just wants to imprison that wolf forever, train him well, let him figure out the real rules of this world, just rely on your little tricks? "Do you know why Ning Zhenci hugged and hugged him during his lifetime, but after his death, he was deserted by everyone, and no one was willing to help him?" Yi Jueqiu was not polite.

Ning Zhe lowered his head and sighed helplessly, as if this was a question that was not worth answering at all: "No matter who cheated so much money and was exposed, no one will help him."

But Yi Jueqiu shook his head: "No, it's not, the mall is intriguing, and everyone has tricks. If you lose, you can only blame yourself for being inferior to others, but people in the circle hate him because of his tricks. If you have some money, even if you lose If you want it, you can't earn it, but he has no limit, and he is a pool of incurable poison."

Ning Zhe looked at him, but didn't speak.

Yi Jueqiu knew that it was impossible to wake him up with just one or two words at this time, but he still said: "If you want to follow in his footsteps and rely on what he taught you, those low tricks to make a name for yourself , that is delusion, but if you insist on this, I am very happy to see that your end is not as good as that of Ning Zhenci."

Ning Zhe's eyes flickered, and Yi Jueqiu said again: "He has harmed so many people, but those people, including me, can't really do anything to you. After all, the culprit is not you, but you are going to die yourself. I'd love to see this play."

I don't know what happened, but Ning Zhe actually laughed. He remembered that Aken said he couldn't laugh, but today he seemed to be crazy. Within a day, there was another situation that made him unable to bear it. He collapsed on the sofa and laughed so hard He choked, coughed violently, and his face was flushed red.

He didn't care about the cold eyes projected on the opposite side, which seemed to be mixed with hidden anger, Ning Zhe didn't care, and finally finished laughing, he was too lazy to sit up again, lying on his back and asked: "So, the upright Yi Sir, do you want the reserve price of 5000 million that I kindly offered? I am such a lowly person, and the information obtained by such lowly means must not be in your eyes, right?" He turned his head and looked over, and met Yi Jueqiu's eyes were like ice blades.

Feng Chuan came down from the stairs carrying the suitcase. The luggage had already been packed, and he stood respectfully in front of Yi Jueqiu: "Mr. Qiu, it's ready, should we go now?" "Let's go."

Yi Jueqiu stood up, and Feng Chuan handed him the sunglasses, and put away the gold-rimmed glasses for him.

He beckoned and signaled Feng Chuan to hand him the suitcase. Feng Chuan was stunned for a moment, and Yi Jueqiu said, "I'm going to City K, and the helicopter will go there directly. You take him back to City A."

Yi Jueqiu pointed to the person on the sofa, Feng Chuan's expression turned extremely ugly, but he still nodded in obedience to the order: "Okay."

The waiter rang the bell outside the door: "Mr. Yi, the helicopter is ready."

Feng Chuan opened the door, and the waiter helped Yi Jueqiu go out with his luggage. When he reached the door, he turned to Feng Chuan and said, "Go ashore and get him some medicine."

After finishing speaking, he left. Before Feng Chuan could answer, he looked at Ning Zhe with a complicated expression. The man was still lying on the sofa. Cikeng has passed, and now the son is entangled again.

There was no private plane to send them off. Originally, he followed Yi Jueqiu, and Feng Chuan's treatment was superb, but now he can only take the cross-sea ferry to the Asian Federation like an ordinary guest or an aborigine on the island. The nearest city, and then transfer back to city A from there.

It was already troublesome enough, but he still had to carry a patient burden. He didn't care how bad the burden was, as long as he didn't die halfway, he almost ignored it.

After landing on the shore, Ning Zhe had to remind him, and then Feng Chuan reluctantly bought some trauma spray and anti-inflammatory drugs, and Ning Zhe took it, and when he was thirsty or hungry along the way, he leaned over and told Feng Chuan in a daze. Ask, and get a bottle of water, a loaf of bread, and an impatient "leave me alone."

It was already late at night when we arrived in City A, Feng Chuan picked up the car at the airport, and took Ning Zhe to Yi Jueqiu's residence.

This is the road to the other side of City A, not the direction that Ning Zhe is familiar with. His former home and Yi Jueqiu seem to be at the two ends of the city. Feng Chuan drove through the city and galloped along the elevated road. At the top of the black mountain, he got off the elevated road, turned around an intersection and entered the mountain.

Although he has never been here before, Ning Zhe knows that this area is another half-mountain luxury residential area in City A. The car drove on the winding mountain road for a short time, entered a mountain depression, and drove along a private road for a few minutes, and stopped at a building. In front of the huge house.

Feng Chuan got out of the car, pressed the code for the gate of the yard, and told Ning Zhe the series of numbers, and then said, "Go in, you will live here until Mr. bump."

Then just drove away.

Ning Zhe hugged the paper bag containing the medicine, and was stunned at the door for a while. The huge house in front of him could only be seen as an outline in the middle of the night. It was dark without a trace of light, like a monster waiting for him to jump into the mouth automatically.

There are not many houses in this area, and the distribution is sparse. From the platform in front of the house, Ning Zhe could only see a few faint sparks, which were far away. He looked behind and felt a huge resistance against that house in his heart. .

It was too dark, and he began to feel palpitations for no reason. Ning Zhe never told anyone, and no one in this world would know that he was afraid of the dark.

After struggling mentally for a long time, the coolness of the mountains rolled up in the middle of the night, Ning wrapped up the only white shirt on his body, gritted his teeth and walked into the mansion.

Fortunately, he found the switch when he reached the eaves of the corridor. He turned on the light in the corridor, pressed the code to enter the door, and turned on the lights in the entrance hall and the living room on the first floor along the side of the door.

Feeling better with the lights, I followed him to look and search, and turned on all the lights he could find in this house.

Living room, dining room, kitchen, study, smoking room, landings, corridors, and all rooms.

No one told him where to sleep. Ning Zhe found the smallest bedroom on the second floor and tried the bathroom again. He had a wound on his body and couldn't touch hot water. He took a quick shower with cold water and found it in another room. I don't know whose clothes I can barely change, Ning Zhe looked at the clothes in the closet, it was too old-fashioned, not Yi Jueqiu's style.

The wind blew up at night, and the vegetation in this mountain forest was dense. The wind passed through the forest slightly, and it sounded a bit miserable.

Ning Zhe turned on all the lights in the room, and although he was extremely tired, he kept his eyes open all night without sleep.